So, I decided to continue this story. No reviews yet :(. Can we possibly change that? :) And thanks to my two followers, DigitalDreamn and .3781.

I hope you guys like this next chapter! Again, please review, as it helps so much in the writing process.

Disclaimer: If I owned Captain America, which I don't, I wouldn't be sitting here writing fan fiction.

The next sixty-five years sped by in Steve's eyes. Every single one of them was spent with Peggy and their family. They founded S.H.I.E.L.D. together along with Howard, who would take them out for fondue whenever he had the chance. Howard was quick to assume and a bit annoying, but Steve thought that having a Stark in his life simply made life itself more interesting. Some days he would call in Steve to try a new invention, only to have something go wrong and have to leave the testing room with soot in his hair, but a smile on his face.

That's what Steve liked about Stark. That slightly annoying smile that always seemed to say, "I know something you don't."

Five years after Steve found Peggy at the Stork Club, he proposed and with a shaking voice she said yes. They went on to raise two beautiful children, a boy and a girl, both whom went to work for the government in various countries. Later in life, they took an amazing vacation to Hawaii, where they ate the best ice-cream that any of them had ever tasted.

That was where he took the picture of Peggy with ice cream on her nose, laughing at the fact that her son had put it there in attempt to have her taste his ice cream. They raised their children right, hiding nothing about their dad being Captain America, or their mom being possibly the toughest woman around.

Peggy's toughness didn't last, however, when Howard was killed in a car crash years later. It took all of Steve's strength and love for her to stay on her feet. But just like every other hardship, they got through it, together. They continued.

Steve and Peggy went to watch their organization blossom, taking down evil whenever it would surface. Steve still looked like a man in his mid-thirties, thanks to the super-soldier serum.

While out, some would stop and stare at a young man kissing an older woman on the cheek as they walked, but Steve and Peggy didn't mind in the least. They were together. Some days they would stay in their house and watch old 40's movies, black and white, on an old projector. Other days they would just walk around Washington D.C. together, going to the various monuments and always visiting their favorite places that had survived along with him.

Those were the good times. The good times ended when Peggy suffered a heart attack, and a bad case of alzheimer's setting in shortly afterward. She was moved to a nursing home, where Steve would sit with her every day, like a guardian angel.

The day did come, however, when Peggy did pass, and it literally and physically tore Steve apart. He went to the funeral and then spent the next week locked in his house. Some days were better than others. He would watch some TV, laugh a little. Or he would go back through photo albums and his tears would wet the pages.

Their children couldn't make it back for the funeral, as they had important work to do for the government in other countries. So that left Steve and his memories, alone, locked up the house he used to share.

A week after Peggy's death, Steve decided to finally leave the house and go outside to walk around. He strapped his shield to his back, in case for some reason he would need it and covered it up with a blue jacket. He stopped by her picture on the way out. "I'll be home soon," he said and walked out the door.

It was a warm spring afternoon, plenty of joggers still out. Steve walked about ten miles from his house before debating on turning back. A small plume of smoke rose in the distance, probably from some sort of a car crash, which wasn't that uncommon. Steve reached the end of the next block and crossed the street, heading back on the opposite side of the street that he had just walked up on. At least, he continued turning back until he heard the screams.

A little bit of a short chapter, but the follow-up chapter is coming soon.

I know this chapter was mainly a flashback as to what happened in Steve's life up until now, so I apologize if you don't like that.

I also really liked the idea of Steve and Peggy just being with each other, as I mention that they are together a bunch. This is important to show Steve's choice for staying with Peggy and how it impacted his life :)

If I made any typos, please tell me, as I am only one person juggling life and everything can't be perfect.